#MCGUCKET FUCKS!!!

[cipherkisser]

I KNOW THIS IS INCREDIBLY POORLY MADE BUT IT APPEARED TO ME IN MY MINDS EYE UPON REMEMBERING HE HAS A SON AND BEING MAD THAT HE CAN SOMEHOW PULL MORE THAN ME

#gravity falls #fiddleford mcgucket #old man mcgucket #MCGUCKET FUCKS!!!

[divorcedfiddleford]

hold shifty gentle like hamburger

#desperately trying to break out of my art block with the guys #anyway happy friday #gravity falls #stanford pines #fiddleford mcgucket #fiddauthor #if u want #i still am disappointed w how the journal handled the shapeshifter. very underwhelming imo #we couldve had a fucked up parental relationship between these guys and their weird homicidal son #or the identity crisis implied by 'am i me? is he me?' #we could've had the thing (1982) but with a much smaller and gayer cast #but instead they just put fiddleford in a box and had him be scared again. lame #artwork of the damned

[235uranium]

tosses these into the void like it's 2017

#☢️.txt #gravity falls #ford pines #mabel pines #stan pines #bill cipher #fiddleford mcgucket #gravity falls memes #text post memes #you get the gift of TWO mabel cat memes bc i love her so fucking much #thats MY weirdgirl

[nervousalpacahologram]

Gravity Falls really drops a "The reason everyone in town acts weird and kinda oblivious is because they all have massive brain damage from having their memories erased multiple times" and never touches on it again

#Society of the Blind Eye fucks me up so hard #gravity falls #fiddleford mcgucket

[crispytubes]

i asked my discord friends to give me very specific gravity falls characters to draw within a time limit of their choice

#art #fan art #shitpost #gravity falls #bill cipher #soos ramirez #ford pines #old man mcgucket #mabel pines #stan pines #dipper pines #pilot stan looks like a fucking muppet

[tazmiilly]

imagining fiddleford coming over to work on this huge project with his best friend and realizes that this man hasn't given himself a break in 6 years, constantly throws himself in dangerous situations without any regard for his safety, and hes pretty sure his friend is getting possessed by something he doesnt know what and fiddleford just

#hes like What the fucks going on #scribbles #gravity falls #ford pines #fiddleford mcgucket #tw blood

[ypipie]

assorted mspaint shitposts. paint unlocks my potential i think

#i cant stop thinking about the fucking hydrogen bomb coughingbabyits so funnyi mcryi #gravity falls #stan pines #stanley pines #ford pines #stanford pines #fiddleford mcgucket #grunkle stan #mspaint #.hbvcb

[ferretwhomst]

was listening to the time warp and the urge to draw @gin-juice-tonic disco boys came over me. enjoy <3

i would color this but it looks wonky without the sketch underneath dsfjesfjsjdf

#always scary tagging people in shit but like. fuck it we ball #gravity falls #gf #gravity falls fanart #stan pines #stanley pines #fiddleford mcgucket #ford pines #stanford pines #disco boys #disco boys au #mystery trio #ferret's art

[fordtato]

This is how I'm ending my fiddauthor fic if people keep asking me about when it's being updated

#fiddauthor #shitpost #not sfw text #i'll make this fic a fuck-or-die fic #stanford pines #fiddleford mcgucket #gravity falls #description in alt text

[mother-ofthe-universedraws]

What’s this? Stanley Universe and Fiddlestan? My two favorite things? Yes, yes it is!

Super in love with this piece. Gotta be one of my best works I think

#ok but I’m like #super proud of this piece #worked hard as fuck on it #gotta be some of the best art I’ve ever produced #gravity falls #stanley pines #stan pines #fiddleford mcgucket #fiddlestan #fiddlestan art #stanley universe au #stanley universe #crystal pines

[divorcedfiddleford]

wanted to do a comic today but i couldnt work out a script i liked so instead you get a doodle dump. happy friday (image IDs in alt text)

#artwork of the damned #gravity falls #fiddleford mcgucket #stanford pines #EDIT I UPLOADED THE WRONG FUCKING VERSION OF THE LAST IMAGE

[hopefullyababe]

my three girlfriends. and yes. they do smoke weed

#artfullyababe #stan pines #ford pines #fiddleford mcgucket #tw drugs #tw marijuana #im crying this is so fucking stupid but its making me so happy #i could get zero notes on this and id be satisfied

[thereareeyesinsidethetrees]

the second, cooler gravity falls post

anyway, this one requires a bit of context. did you know that this creature has synesthesia? well, now you do! specifically, the kind that makes you associate different things with colors (and patterns and...its a bit hard to explain. its mostly about the colors)

without further ado, lets talk about what synesthesia-assigned colors the gravity falls casts' names are (of course everyone sees them differently, this is just how i see them)

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Gravity Falls and Pines are both green! More specifically, Gravity Falls is a slightly desaturated green and Pines is a deeper, darker shade. They also both have a bit of somewhat dull orange thrown in

Stanford/Ford/Sixer - as a whole: bright electric blue, dark melancholy blue, bloody red, silver. Stanford is slightly reddish-brown + labcoat beige, Ford is a pale sienna with a tiny bit of ash thrown in, Sixer is dark coral + dusty rose

Stanley/Stan/Lee - as a whole: burgundy, bloody red, and ash. Stanley and Stan are both shades of red, though Stan is lighter and more vibrant. Lee is a sort of pale, desaturated yellowish green (it looks nicer than youd imagine it would)

Fiddleford - this guy is green as hell. it gets more yellowed and dusty as time goes on, until hes eventually more dusty yellow than light green

Mabel - bright pink and a sort of warm, pale yellow. the shade associated with stars and dreams (realizing now that that might not make any sense)

Dipper - torrential downpour blue. color of mist at night

Soos - shade inbetween Gravity Falls green and Pines green. also a very dark shade of green

Melody - pale warm colored with no yellow! a sort of mix between orange and red, leaning more towards reddish. coral if coral was made of meat, mayhaps (like with Lee, its a lot nicer to look at than it sounds). also a bit of purple

The wonderous married couple known as Waddles and Gompers - warm greyish brown

bonus time eras!

Young stans era - youd be surprised! yellow (not highlighter yellow, though)

Mullet stan - reddish brown, burgundy, night but warm-colored

Paranoid ford - grey with just the slightest bit of color thrown in, that color being dusty brown. veins and sleep deprivation (again, something that does not make sense to anyone but me)

Researcher era ford - the most labcoat beige of any ford to ever ford. theres also a bit of dark navy blue, but not much

Pre-betrayal everything - pale green and sickly yellow

Post-betrayal everything - a lot of dark greyish color. extinguished crimson and spiderweb blue

Portal era from Ford's side - navy/ocean blue, cool grey, slate. imagine you were looking at a neon sign (the kinds where only the lettering is neon). the blue/grey/slate is the background, the lettering is vibrant reddish-orange and pink

Portal era from Stan's side - pale orange and yellow, some pine-bark-brown. you would think there would be a lot of grey, but theres really only a tiny bit

Weirdmaggedon - hoo boy thats a lot of dark dark red and orange and firey colors and- wait what do you mean weirdmaggedon isnt yellow? not even a little bit? huh.

Sea grunks era - dark ocean blue and cool grey :]

#want to see what synesthesia-assigned color some other gravity falls thing is? lemme know #gravity falls #i feel like this is good enough to tag everyone #ford pines #stan pines #mabel pines #dipper pines #fiddleford mcgucket #soos ramirez #what in the fuck is melody's last name

[ifwebefriends]

Okay but Fiddauthor is so cool actually. It’s a scrungly old man and a scrimblo bimblo old man who have both enacted unspeakable horrors on the world. But despite everything they heal and forgive and love each other. And they were lab partners and roommates. It’s even aspec.

#I love these fucking guys #I strongly hc ford as demiromantic asexual #hey guys guess what my new OTP is #another ship crawling it’s way into my heart #silly old men just being silly and goofy #no crimes against nature here #fiddauthor #fiddleford mcgucket #fiddleford hadron mcgucket #stanford pines #ford pines #grunkle ford #aspec #asexual #ace #demiromantic #gravity falls #100 notes

[thelastspeecher]

I've been on a bit of a Foster Ford AU kick lately, and managed to get a little something something written up. Not featuring Ford, though. No, this particular write explains what Stan is up to in the Foster Ford AU. Enjoy.

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              Stan sat morosely on the swing, staring out at the ocean.  The Stanmobile was parked nearby, waiting for Stan to get in and finally leave Glass Shard Beach.  At this point, Stan had accepted that no one was going to come get him.  He was out for good.  But before he left, he wanted to stop by the swings one last time.

              Someone sat on the swing next to him.  Stan’s head whipped around eagerly, his heart pounded.  He blinked in surprise.  It wasn’t Ford, but he wasn’t completely disappointed by who it was.

              “Shermie?” he asked.  Shermie forced a smile at Stan.

              “Hey, kid.”

              “Don’t call me kid,” Stan muttered instinctively.  He looked away.  “Are you here to chew me out, too?”

              “No!”  Shermie sounded scandalized by the idea.  “I just…I wanted to check on you.”  Stan grunted wordlessly.  “I dropped by the shop today and Mom and Pops told me what happened.  Where have you been staying?”

              “Where do you think?” Stan asked.  He nodded at the Stanmobile.  Shermie sighed.

              “That’s what I was worried about.”  Shermie paused.  “You know what happened was wrong, right?”

              “Yeah, fucking up Ford’s experiment was wrong, they made that pretty clear.”

              “Not what I’m talking about.  Stan, they shouldn’t have kicked you out over that,” Shermie said firmly.  Stan tensed.  “And I’m definitely not gonna let you live in your car because of it.”

              “I don’t need charity.”

              “It’s not charity.  You’re my little brother.  I’m supposed to protect you.”  Shermie sighed heavily.  “I haven’t been doing a great job of it.  Pops…”

              “Pops is just strict.”

              “No, he’s not,” Shermie said softly.  “And the fact you think that is proof I haven’t been taking care of you right.”  Shermie looked at Stan.  “You’re gonna stay with me for a while.”

              “I told you, I don’t need-”

              “Yeah, you did tell me that.  But you’re wrong.  C’mon.  Amelia is making pasta tonight.”  Shermie stood up.  Stan stayed on the swing.  “Caleb’s gonna be excited to see you.”  At the mention of his nephew, Stan couldn’t help the small grin that eked its way onto his face.

              “Fine.  I’ll come for dinner with Caleb.  But that’s it.”  Both Stan and Shermie knew Stan would be staying for more than just dinner, but Shermie played along.

              “Sure.”

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              Caleb babbled happily from his playpen, which Stan had dubbed Baby Jail.

              “I’ll play with you in a bit,” Stan said.  He set down a box of plates on the kitchen table.  “Big strong Uncle Stan has to help your dad move everything in.”

              “Big strong Uncle Stan, huh?” Shermie asked, setting down his own box.  Shermie, his wife Amelia, his son Caleb, and Stan had just moved across the country.  Shermie got an offer he couldn’t refuse in San Diego, and Stan was more than happy to get some space from New Jersey.  “I’m not so sure about that.”

              “What are you talking about?” Stan scoffed.  Shermie poked Stan’s bicep.

              “You’re out of practice, kid.”

              “Didn’t feel like going to the gym back home, sue me,” Stan muttered.  Filbrick was a regular at the boxing club Stan used to practice at.

              “There’s plenty of places around where you can pick up boxing again,” Amelia said.  She opened the box of plates and began to put them away in the kitchen cabinets.  “Between that and classes, you should make some new friends fast!”

              “…Classes?” Stan asked.

              “You’re gonna get your GED,” Shermie said.

              “Since when?”

              “Since always.  The only reason I didn’t push it back in Jersey was because I didn’t want you to feel embarrassed.”

              “I’m fine without a high school degree!”

              “Stan, you can’t just spend your life staying home with Caleb and boxing,” Amelia said, kindly but firmly.  “You need to get a job at some point, and you’ll only get a decent one with a diploma.”

              “I’m gonna fail.  The only reason I passed back home was because I cheated off Ford,” Stan insisted.  Shermie ruffled his hair.

              “I’m a teacher, remember?  I’ll help you get that passing grade without cheating.”

              “Fine,” Stan muttered.  He glowered at his brother and sister-in-law.  “But only because of the whole job thing.  I’m not gonna leech off you guys.”

              “And we appreciate that,” Shermie teased.  Stan rolled his eyes and went back to the moving truck to get another box.

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              “Rainy one, isn’t it?” remarked Stan’s chatty coworker, Chris.  Stan looked out the windows of the coffee shop.  Vague figures could be barely made out through the sheets of rain.

              “Where’d you get that idea?” Stan asked dryly.  Working in a coffee shop wasn’t his dream, but in San Diego, it was the highest paid part-time position he could get with a high school degree.  He had to pay for classes somehow.  Getting his GED without cheating had awoken something in Stan, and he wanted to see how far he could go.  As long as he stopped with community college.

              “You’re not the best conversation,” Chris said.

              “Chris, it’s five in the morning.”  The bell over the door jingled.  A short woman wearing a yellow raincoat and matching rain boots walked in.  She lowered the hood of her coat.  She had caramel-colored hair cropped in a bob hairstyle and dyed partially pink.  Her long, narrow nose took up much of her face, and even had a few raindrops that had snuck past her hood on the end.  Stan’s heart began to race.

              Shit, she’s cute.  The woman walked up to the counter and ordered a drink from Chris.

              “A large hot ch-” Chris began to relay to Stan.

              “I heard,” Stan interrupted, already working on the hot chocolate.  The woman giggled.  Like he usually did when making drinks for pretty ladies, Stan added extra whipped cream on top of the drink.  The woman took the drink from him.  Her eyes widened when she noticed the extra whipped cream.  She smiled at him sweetly.

              Stan grinned back.

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              “What are ya studyin’?” Angie asked.  She had become a regular after that morning in the coffee shop, and before long, she and Stan swapped numbers.  They had officially been going out for a month now.

              “College,” Stan replied.  Angie’s hectic schedule didn’t allow for extravagant dates, so today’s date was another walk by the harbor.  Angie rolled her eyes at Stan’s non-answer.

              “Surely yer takin’ some more specific classes than just gen eds,” Angie said.

              “No, not really.”

              “Ya haven’t figured out yet what ya want to do with yer degree?”

              “Get a job.”

              “But what kind of job?” Angie pressed.  Stan winced.  Angie cocked her head.  “Yer not fibbin’, are ya?”

              “If I was?”

              “Well, I’d be awful disappointed,” Angie drawled, her southern accent especially strong.  Stan suspected she played up her accent at times to sway him, since she knew he liked it.

              “I’ll tell you, but you have to promise not to make fun of me,” Stan said.  Angie nodded.  “I…I wanna be a gym teacher.”

              “Why would I make fun of that?” Angie asked.  “Teachin’ is noble!”

              “Getting a gym teacher degree at a community college?  That’s the setup for a punchline,” Stan said.

              “I strongly disagree,” Angie said.  She intwined her fingers with Stan’s.  “What made ya decide to do that?”

              “I took an intro class in it for an easy A,” Stan said with a shrug.  “Turns out I like it and I’m good at it.”  Stan raised an eyebrow at Angie.  “What about you?”  Angie went to a fancy four-year school, so he didn’t have her in any classes or see her on campus.

              “Biology with an emphasis in herpetology.”

              “An emphasis in what?”

              “Herpetology.  It’s the study of reptiles and amphibians.”

              “Ah, you’re getting a degree in lizards.  Got it,” Stan said, nodding.  Angie giggled.

              “So, when do I get to meet yer folks?” Angie asked playfully.  Cold water spread through Stan’s veins.  He forced a grin, trying to hide his reaction to Angie’s question.

              “You can meet my brother any time.  He keeps asking me when I’m gonna bring you home.”  Judging by Angie’s furrowed brow, she picked up on the careful dodge.  But she moved on without comment.

              “That sounds lovely.  We should set it up!”

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              Stan peered over Angie’s shoulder, looking at the papers she had strewn across the kitchen table.

              “I didn’t realize lizard school would be so tough,” he commented.  Angie sighed.

              “Serves me right fer decidin’ to do advanced lizard school,” she complained.  Stan kissed the top of her head.  She turned partway to look at him, then slapped her forehead.  “Today’s yer first day at yer new job, ain’t it?”

              “Yep,” Stan said, taking a sip from his mug of coffee.

              “I’m sorry, I should’ve made ya breakfast to celebrate!”

              “Pfft, what am I, five?” Stan scoffed.  He drained the rest of his mug and set it in the sink.

              “Still!”  Angie shook her head.  “I’ll make ya somethin’ nice fer dinner to make up fer it, okay?”

              “Sounds great, babe.”  Stan squinted at the paperwork.  He couldn’t understand any of it.  “Don’t pull your hair out over those lizards.”

              “Ugh, it’s the students more ‘n the lizards what are botherin’ me,” Angie muttered.  She got up to kiss Stan on the cheek and then sat back down.  “Take off yer ring durin’ class.  I’d hate fer it to fall off and get lost.”

              “It’s a fancy school for rich smart kids,” Stan said.  “None of them are gonna want my wedding ring.”

              “I wasn’t sayin’ yer students would steal from ya.  More that no one would be able to find it ‘cause it got stuck in somethin’.”  Angie raised an eyebrow.  “It prob’ly ain’t in yer best interests to imply yer students are thieves, Mr. Pines.”

              “Fine, Mrs. McGucket-Pines,” Stan teased back before grabbing his lunch from the fridge and the Stanmobile’s keys off the hook by the front door.  He planted a kiss on Angie’s cheek.  “See you after school.”

#Gravity Falls #Gravity Falls AU #Stanley Pines #Shermie Pines #Angie McGucket #Foster Ford AU #my writing #my stuff #have I been focusing on stuff that would be relevant to turning this into a proper multichap on AO3? #.....perhaps..... #but no promises! my life is kinda fucking nuts #and there's no way I'll start a new multichap until after I've finished a couple of my WIPs first #they've been languishing for so long... #speecher speaks

[tazmiilly]

that baby grip strength is gonna snap his nose

#some babies squeeze really fucking hard I don't know what the deal is #scribbles #gravity falls #ford pines #tate mcgucket